"Okay," Church starts, leaning a little, and he probably shouldn't have too much more the way his voice is starting to take on an odd (read: southern) accent somewhere in there. "Okay okay okay. Listen, this usually isn't like a drinking night where 'm from? Like, 31st, okay, the kids dress up, go door t'door, get candy. Carve up pumpkins. Scary faces! Scary movies and stories and all. Pretty sure first's like a different country holiday? Yeah. An' later in the month, there's a food holiday. But so basically now, basically, basically this is like drinking Halloween, cuz, masks and shit."

Dear god, he barely stops talking while sober, it doesn't sound like drunk makes him any better. "Pranks! Pranks are big for it, too. We've gotta TP a house! We gotta TP all the bars we go to! Egg some cars--some wagons!"